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Broken Legs

There is more to what meets the eye

There is more to what meets the I only saw. There is more than just mindless conclusions And fact less assumptions. All the concluding, judging, condemning and shaming without asking is just a modern form of crucifixion

If it were possible that we are hospitalized for anytime we jumped into conclusions we’d all be on hospital beds with broken legs, because the idea we built in our minds and jumped from is way so far from the truth.

We spend so much time trying to carve it out from what just meets the eye when really we should dig for the root.

E check like the things we no really know about be porno, we see noor we root

Don’t tell me you don’t know about this, because we are all recruits of the mass stereotyped generalization, this is the truth

Don’t tell you don’t see the point that this poem is trying to make already, you can choose to play deaf but we can never run from the truth.

The fact that we make pact with mindless conclusions without asking some questions about why something is the way it is and why someone is the way he or she is and why they do what they do.

We spend so much time trying make people’s lives meet our standards by just a glance

Forgetting that what works for us doesn’t work for others the way you think it should, reality check, this is a paradigm shift.

You should be reminded that you are not to make your standards a yard for others, especially if you are not going to approach them but choose to profile them from a distance

For instance, the fact that you can study and understand things well under 30 mins, doesn’t mean that someone is dumb if they can’t get it right within that time frame

Like mama always says “Prince, not all fingers are the same”

So we sitting at a distance and tagging people with names that we deem fit is just lame

He is short and ugly

She is shapeless and chubby

He is too thin and slanky

She must be a hoe, she Is always hanging out with guys

He is too known see how he doesn’t like talking to people

She is bleaching, I mean look at her skin tone

He has no proper home upbringing, I mean, why should he be smoking

He is this, she is that, they are that

Ahmed’s clock can never be clock because he is a Muslim

Micheal will surely condemn you because is a Christian

Darwin’s statements are that of a pained heart because he is an atheist

Hide your money when you see an Ashanti woman

Hide your women when you see a Fanti man

Hold your balls and keep it safe when you see an ewe man

Hold your draws when you approach a northerner

She is a female, she is disrespectful for not being timid, tamed and shy

He is a male, there is no reason or whatsoever for him to cry

We make statements like these as fast as the blink of the eye

But then we never take time out to ask why

Sometimes words would fail us if were to be told how exactly the things we say are powerful

It dissolves, everything when not controlled especially the human heart

We Thirst for the bragging right to be right all the time, but then all is does is tear us apart

Why do our legs feel heavy to walk towards a fellow human and say things like

“hi”

“Hey”

“How are you doing?”

“I was wondering if we could talk”

Why do we walk around like officials of Nike ready to mark people correct or not?

Why are busy trying to point out people from a distance when our stance is right under the dark side of the yin yang half

don’t we realize that we are killing people, cold blood without spilling blood?

don’t we realize that we are setting fire to people’s fragile hope to be alive another day?

Don’t we realize that:

There is more to what meets the eye

There is more to what meets the I only saw. There is more than just mindless conclusions. And fact less assumptions. All the concluding, judging, condemning and shaming without asking is just a modern form of crucifixion

if it were possible that we become one step to being lunatics for each time we pass baseless judgments, then we would all be in a rehab center watching me perform this piece.

But then there Isn’t really anything like baseless judgment or a judgment that is right when all it is based on our partial impaired sight

When all it does is making the other person’s sins worse than ours.

What’s with us trying to wipe our own blackness with other people’s black-ness?

What if I told you that the boy who called fat can’t sleep at night because of you?

The girl you called too slim can’t hold back the tears behind the doors because of you?

What if I told you the one and half legged guy hates himself because of you??

What if I told you people are having trust issues because of you??

What if I told you society has become psychopathic bunch of emotionless humans because of you?

There is a wave of depression, loneliness, low self-esteem, and self hate because of you

What if I told you that there is an endless cycle of rumors circulating because you and your conclusions and judgments.

What if I told you that the girl you saw five minutes ago a talkative, just found her voice and she can’t keep the excitement and has no choice but to let out those words that were stuck in her heart for years.

What if I told you that the boy you called too known for being too quiet and reserved actually used to talk a lot but then, was called a talkative and now choose to keep his words to himself and let them out at night when he is alone in tears?

What if I told you that the way too slim guy who are shaming actually made an effort to lose weight because some time back another version of you called him fat and shapeless

What if I told you that the girl you are calling obolo tried to gain weight when some time back another version of you called her flat and curve less

You see how it works??

It never ends if we keep up with that

We are only destroying people’s lives and we wonder why people have trust issues.

People have trust issues because of people

People aren’t proud of themselves and who they are because of people

People can’t looking into the mirror and smile anymore because of people

People aren’t falling in love because of people

People have stopped being a christian, muslim, atheist because of people

People don’t even know what they want because of people

People are who they are because of people

People like you and i

don’t come all motivational with that talks of “don’t let people’s thought get to you”

we all know it doesn’t work that way, let’s be real.

We all look to forward to hearing people’s thought about what we do and what we are, and it crushes us on the inside when its nothing for negative, but then we don’t like being real

Everyone want to come off just fine so we don’t admit it.

I do same too.

But I am not going to deny it

No matter how hard I try, I feel hurt and crushed when I hear really dehumanizing comments about how I walk.

I act like I don’t care but deep down inside I feel crushed.

But when Someone approaches me and tells me how good I am as a poet despite how I walk I feel touched.

how about you take a break from all your mindless conclusions and judgments

how about you learn to walk up to someone and talk to them before you walk up to someone else to talk about them?

There is more to what meets the eye

There is more to what meets the I only saw. There is more than just mindless conclusions and fact less assumptions. All the concluding, judging, condemning and shaming without asking is just a modern form of crucifixion

If it were possible that we are hospitalized for anytime we jumped into conclusions we’d all be on hospital beds with broken legs, because the idea we built in our minds and jumped from is way so far from the truth.

We spend so much time trying to carve it out from what just meets the eye when really we should dig for the root.

E check like the things we no really know about be pono, we see noor we root

Don’t tell me you don’t know about this, because we are all recruits of the mass stereotyped generalization, this is the truth

So the next you do some concluding and judging and shaming and back biting, remember this poem and try something called

APPROACHING and ASKING

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4 thoughts on “Broken Legs”

Great piece bro. Could just relate to it. Very practical. kudos. I could actually see u perform in my mind’s eye as I read. Well done.
PS: I daresay you write better than those who think they walk better.

Someone once told me, You should add weight, you look haggard with your bones popping out.. And another time, you are really *black,*not dark, black with a tone to their voice like black meant something other than a skin tone.. Truth is, i told myself that it didn’t matter after people i told about it said, i care too much about what people say, and oh.. Dont let their words get to you, when it already did.
But with time i realised, i started being conscious of my weight.. Like making it a point of duty to *not lose weight,*and freak out when i think ive grown thinner due to school stress..
I Also started spending more time than necessary looking into the mirror just to convince myself that m beautiful and not *haggard looking *… But there were others who said nice things only i held on to the negative words… I don’t know why.
But lately, I’ve decided to stay clear people who spew out negative words, just be myself and do all ive wanted to without necessarily caring.
I also wont judge them people with negative words, they probably only do that to make themselves feel better because someone made them feel bad about themselves. I probably have done that. So i say lets all make a fresh start, carefully choosing our words.

I was called a witch in school because I didn’t like studying but passed my exams… It hurt, I fought, I screamed but in the end I realized people don’t realize we are made up differently and won’t accept that they are wrong to be mean